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the boy next door
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Ongoing, First published Aug 29, 2017
"Oh really at least I'm not the one drooling"I snapped back while I make my way to the school entrance but I was stopped by Dylan ,within a second Dylan picked me up and put me over his shoulders again while he took me to his car.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PUT  ME DOWN YOU JERK"As I was shouting Dylan put me in his car and locked his door so I couldn't get out.
"Let's play a game"he said while smirking.

"SERIOUSLY YOU DRAGGED ME HERE TO YOUR CAR TO PLAY A FUCKING GAME?"I shouted.

" Just listen if you play this game with me I promise u I won't bother you again."he said while forcing me to look at him.

"Fine,what is this game?"i rudely say.
"The game is,when I touch you or kiss you and you moan you will have to do as I say for a whole mouth."He said.

"But if I win?"I interupt.

"I doubt you will win I mean look at me no one can resist me"he says while putting his hand through his hair. 

"Dude just tell me?"I protest.

"Fine if you don't moan I will not bother you again."he said while rolling his eyes.

"Deal?"he questioned while getting his hand our so I can shake it.

"Deal"I took his hand a shakes it.



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Its you and your mum.you have a messy past.there are secrets that haunt you. because of that u change into a bad girl but u used to never be like that.but that all changes he comes into ur life for the better or the worse?
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